They all blinked at her, then just stared. She shifted from one foot to another uncomfortably, she is always like this when someone is looking at her. She just feels all self conscious and she hates that about herself.
She could find that place if she needed to, but for now she just lightened her grip on the steering wheel, thenstared in contemplation at the recessed Chrysler logo at its center, as if it were some sort of ancient mandala-like emblem.